After returning to the camp with Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangyun went to take a shower. When he returned to the dormitory again, he heard Chen Yuning and Su Bei discussing the wilderness survival starting tomorrow.
To be precise, it is a confrontation in the wild.
"The groups are out, do you want to take a look?"
Shaking a piece of information in his hand, Chen Yuning asked Mo Shangyun.
"Um?"
With a slight eyebrow raised, Mo Shangjun took the information.
Three days and three nights of outdoor confrontation, a team of five people divided into attackers and defenders.
Mo Shangyun took a cursory look at the list, and after noticing her name, he paid attention to both the attacker and defender.
She is the defender, and her team members are: Su Bei, Ji Zhou, Mucheng, and Chen Shuhao.
There are two acquaintances on the attacking side, Duan Zimu and Peng Yuqiu.
"Are we in a group?" Mo Shangyun glanced at Su Bei.
Su Bei crossed his legs and rested his elbows on the table. He smiled at Mo Shangyun and said, "I'm looking forward to it."
Mo Shangjun shrugged indifferently.
"How was your afternoon outing?" Chen Yuning asked with interest.
Mo Shangyun thought for a while and finally commented: "The scenery is beautiful."
Chen Yuning: "..."
She exchanged glances with Su Bei.
Su Bei was very calm and didn't take Mo Shangyun's answer too seriously. However, Chen Yuning always felt that things were strange.
When the lights were about to go out, Mo Shangjun made a phone call with Ye Qianxiao.
Ye Qianxiao's task of selecting soldiers was about to end. Before going back, he told Mo Shangjun some news.
That is, Gu Yinglan, who graduated from their recruit company, was taken away.
"Oh?" Standing under the eaves, Mo Shangyun leaned against the cold wall behind her. She looked at the rainwater falling from the eaves and said with interest, "I remember that Shengzi and Qi Qi are both good."
"They were snatched away by Jiang Qiong."
Mo Shangjun was stunned, "Jiang Qiong?"
She had never heard of this name.
"Yan Tianxing's colleague, captain of the women's team, Jiang Qiong." Ye Qianxiao explained.
"oh."
Mo Shangjun responded.
I vaguely remember that the captain of their female team there is named Jiang.
Squinting his eyes slightly, Mo Shangyun asked: "What kind of person?"
After a short pause, Ye Qianxiao commented lightly: "A person who is good at dealing with people."
With this indifferent tone, it was obvious that Ye Qianxiao didn't like her very much.
Mo Shangyun chuckled lightly.
"How was the sea training?" Ye Qianxiao asked casually.
"It's okay, the training intensity isn't too high," Mo Shangyun said.
Ye Qianxiao paused for a moment and did not answer in time.
She had never participated in sea training, but due to physical problems at the time, the training of naval warfare never left a good impression on her.
All in all, it's very abnormal.
Mo Shangjun said in an understatement that "the intensity is not very strong."
Sensing something keenly, Mo Shangyun quickly avoided the topic.
The two chatted until the lights went out, and then hung up the phone.
*
The next day, the weather improved.
At dawn, all trainees were fully armed. The attackers were thrown onto the ship, while the defenders were pulled onto the helicopter.
The defender has a fixed defensive range and can be airdropped directly when the time comes, allowing them to prepare in advance, while the attacker has to launch an attack without knowing anything about the terrain or the enemy.
There is no such thing as "sacrifice" in action, only trying again and again.
As long as the defense is broken through, this training can end early, but the defender will receive unimaginable punishment.
In addition, instructors such as Chen Yuning, Mu Qixuan, and Yan Tianxing did not participate.
On the helicopter.
The four defense groups were assigned together. There were enough people and there was no leader present, so they did not maintain absolute silence.
"It's just pure persistence, right?"
"Such a setup is not fair. Five of us will be on guard for three days and three nights. If the other party regenerates on the same spot without any restrictions, we will all be killed."
"We don't have heavy weapons yet, just a few people and a few guns guarding them."
"I'm afraid it's to prepare for the next exercise. I heard that it will be an island landing operation at that time."
…
Mo Shangyun was sitting in his seat, holding a gun in his arms. He was too bored, so he closed his eyes to rest.
Opposite, Chen Shuhao sat.
The one assigned to Chen Shu is the 88 sniper, which is also the gun she is most comfortable with.
She wiped the gun in her hand, but looked at the two people sitting opposite her absentmindedly.
Mo Shangyun, Northern Jiangsu.
The two men's eyes never lingered on her, as if they had no interest in her becoming a member of their team.
This almost contemptuous behavior made Chen Shuhao feel a little uncomfortable - he was clearly a teammate, but it made people feel that he was not on the same level as them.
Chen Shuhao gritted his teeth secretly.
Be it Mo Shangyun or Su Bei, she recognized that they both had strength, but she was never convinced.
There are two of them who like to make direct judgments on others. The former bluntly said that she was not suitable to be a sniper, while the latter directly said that she was not qualified to be a sniper, without caring about her face at all.
She grasped the gun barrel tightly, the strength of her fingers inadvertently increased, and the joints turned slightly white.
Mucheng, who was sitting next to her, yawned lazily and his eyes were a little moist. He looked around boredly and suddenly saw Chen Shuhao staring at the opposite side with evil eyes. He immediately shuddered and felt
The whole person suddenly woke up.
However, when he looked intently, Chen Shuhao seemed to notice his movements, glanced at him quickly, and then looked away.
"Mr. Ji," Mu Cheng fell to the other side, leaned into Ji Zhou's ear, and whispered in a low voice, "Why do I feel that the atmosphere in our group is not harmonious at all?"
Ji Zhou narrowed his eyes and asked curiously: "Really?"
"..."
Mu Cheng shuddered again.
grass.
I almost forgot, just yesterday Ji Zhou was tricked by Mo Shangjun into doing fifty push-ups, and all the blame was laid on them afterwards. He was in charge during the training in the evening, and he directly tormented them to death...
Damn, it’s strange that the atmosphere can get better.
Mu Cheng began to feel sorry for himself. (To be continued)